She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. “My dear Vee!” Her voice became very low. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. It amazed her that women in the United States could own property as easily as they did nowadays. There was some justification for her annoyance, for negotiation of the secret passage demanded either a stout heart, or a desperate one. "My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess.
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